Video; oo3 [3am]

[freezerburned]

Um.

[The video feed kicks on at some ungodly hour during the night and finds Isaac- or, more accurately, the faint outline of Isaac. The world around him is dark, but for what it's worth, he seems to be outside. In the snow.

The first thing you'd probably notice is that he isn't dressed for it at all. Isaac is actually pretty much wearing a t-shirt, fabric pajama pants, and has no shoes or socks to speak of. He's drenched, shivering something awful, and seems to be rather in the middle of nowhere.]

I could use a little help. [His teeth chatter as he speaks. Not fun.] Is anyone awake? I just kind of... woke up here a few minutes ago. So, uh- a jacket or a way home would be nice.


[[ooc: Isaac's weapon is sort of in the process of leveling up and as a result, he's sleepwalkin'. Anyone is welcome to find him! c:]]

Comments

[freezerburned]

Where's the closest place?

[He starts then- and it's really not so bad. He's mostly entirely numb anyway, too numb to feel any pain with each footstep.]

[hyanaimne]

[she opens her mouth to answer then pauses, glancing up at him]

Mine would be, I think, but it is underground. Will you be alright?

[freezerburned]

[There's a long pause at that, and Isaac glances toward her, trying to force his tone into flippancy.]

How big is it?

[hyanaimne]

[she frowns for a moment, thoughtful]

It is a decent size. And if it is not, there are other places down there that we can go, until you warm up.

[freezerburned]

[He nods slightly, hoping he's not giving himself too much away, but the alternative would probably be worse.]

...what sort of places? Are they underground too?

[hyanaimne]

I was thinking the Transporter, actually.

[freezerburned]

[He nods- that's acceptably large enough.]

Alright. Are we close to it?

[hyanaimne]

Mm, we are close.

[she tugs at his arm, urging him a little faster] How strong is your healing ability?

[freezerburned]

I can't regrow limbs, I think.

[He shrugs.]

Aside from that?

[hyanaimne]

[she arches both eyebrows]

So, decently strong? [that's a relief, at least]

[freezerburned]

[He nods.]

I've been stabbed and shot a few times. A little frostbite should be nothing.

[hyanaimne]

[she heaves a sigh; that she can understand]

Let us hope it is only a little. Come on, we are almost there . . .

[freezerburned]

[Isaac nods, but doesn't quite respond to her as he follows the woman back toward the transports.

He's already sure that this isn't going to be fun.]

[hyanaimne]

[it isn't going to be fun; she's dealt with frostbite before, fairly recently back home. She had her own case of it, after an unfortunate avalanche and—well, that's not important. What is, though, is that she can see the building the Transporter is housed in.

She all but shoves him inside and shuts the door behind them, then takes a look around. It shouldn't be a surprise that it's empty, given that it's the middle of the night, and Tempest is thankful for that]

Sit down, dear.

[freezerburned]

[Isaac moves to sit, immediately going down to try and get all of the snow off of him.

As soon as the snow isn't actively freezing anymore, Isaac's healing process kicks in and there's a sharp gasp in pain as sensation starts to return to his limbs.]

-fuck.

[hyanaimne]

[Tempest kneels down in front of him, tugging her cloak more tightly around him to keep him warm. It's warm in the transporter, at least, and that mixed with Isaac's healing shouldn't make this last too long.

Either way, though, she tugs her gloves off, both sets, and reaches down to wrap her hands around his one of his feet, rubbing gently to warm it up and hopefully speed along that healing process of his]

[freezerburned]

[He hisses in a kneejerk reaction to the pain, his jaw tensing a little when Tempest tries to warm up his frozen limbs. It's helping, but at the moment, the help is really just making the pain sting even worse.]

That hurts.

[hyanaimne]

[she jerks her hands away with a frown; she's seen his healing up close before, up on the moon, but that doesn't mean she knows how long it takes, or how much help her magic would be]

Sorry.

[freezerburned]

[Isaac shakes his head, just a quick jerk of his chin, before taking a deep breath and holding it in. Slow exhale.]

...it's fine.

[Slowly, his toes start to curl, and he nods.]

There. It's done.

[hyanaimne]

[she hesitates, then just tugs off her coat, draping that over his legs and feet. Considering how she practically lives in it, it's nice and warm, and she tucks it around him as best she can]

I should see if I cannot find you any socks or boots . . . [they were giving things out the day the new people came, weren't they? Maybe she'd luck out and find some things left over]

[freezerburned]

That'd be nice, yeah.

[He'll just try to warm up, pulling the coat tighter around him.]

I'll just stay here, alright?

[hyanaimne]

[she nods and gets to her feet, disappearing over to where the tables were set up near the beginning of the month. She had no idea what was left over, if anything, or if it was even left in the transorter.

But she's in luck, for once, and soon she returns with a coat and a pair of boots that will hopefully fit. She kneels back down in front of him and drapes the coat around his shoulders]

No socks, but boots are better than nothing.

[freezerburned]

Yeah.

[He's pleased about that and reaches for the shoes.]

Thank you. I'm pretty sure I never want to heal frostbite again.

[hyanaimne]

It is not the most pleasant, no.

[she came uncomfortably close, once, to having it herself. It wasn't fun at all]

It is all healed, then?

[freezerburned]

Seems like it, yeah.

[He lets out a breath.]

Better me than someone else, I guess. I want to go home soon.